Our old family house on the Severn River/Chase Creek near Annapolis, MD.

My cousin, Leah, remembers back when I was 2 and couldn't pronounce
my name. (Esther and Bert Potts are her parents). She accurately represented the
house as well as the ever-eroding cliffs, steps leading down to the dock,
and the small beach. I have more memories of this place than anywhere else
I've ever lived.

Leah's role in getting me out of the house and back in time for the
quilt suprise was almost as creative as her square (it also helped that I was
so gullible).

The photo at the bottom was made from an old slide and came to the
quilt party as another surprise from Leah. Leah's the one with the more feminine
pose while I'm showing off my patent leathers.